The Li and Du families hadn't been very quiet recently. Although Ye Jian and Mr. Fu hadn't come back to accompany the old man, the house was very lively. The old man's laughter came from the chess room.
"Oh, your move stinks. Hahahaha, I'm waiting for you to make a good move!" Amidst the laughter, there was the sound of a chess piece landing. The old man laughed until his face turned red. He laughed and said to Grandpa Xia, who was sitting opposite him, "How is it? Are you convinced that I'm retreating in order to advance?"
Grandpa Xia, who lost six rounds consecutively, didn't make a sound immediately. He sat cross-legged with a chess piece in his hand. After looking at the board for a while, he threw the white chess pieces into the chess box and sighed. "I'm impressed. Your moves are really amazing. I really didn't notice it.
"I couldn't beat you when I was young. I didn't expect that I still wouldn't be able to win you when I'm old. It's fate!"
